Or, rather, I should say, she was killed by medical malpractice. Three weeks ago, she went in for leg surgery, where her arteries were unclogged, and stents were inserted to keep them open. The alternative was amputating the leg, since it was no longer recieving enough blood. The surgery went well, however, a week later, she came down from a serious blood infection. She was rushed to the hospital, where her heart stopped for over 25 minutes. She had spent the following two weeks in a coma. She was breathing on her own, and they have managed to knock her fever down. On Tuesday, she even opened her eyes. Then, her heart stopped again, and and she stopped breathing. She passed away that night.
The worst thing about this is that at 82, she was still going strong and had no intention of giving up on life. They have saved her leg, and she was making all sorts of plans for the future. Then this happens. So damn infuriating. We were always so close, too.
The funeral is scheduled for Sunday. She will be cremated, and her ashes taken to St. Petersburg, where her husband and her son are buried, as she wished to.
Have a very nice day.
-fgalkin